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A Poem
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by Kendra
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To Be Published by ATI In Three Parts.
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Here's Part I. (very long)
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When you open your eyes
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To the people who sleep
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And sell you their life
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As if we can keep going on...
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Leading our lives divided
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There<EFBFBD>s comfort in silence I know
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Who says you can<61>t be alone
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With everyone who<68>s ever known
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How full of hollow it<69>s grown
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When we<77>ve risen up
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Rose above
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What is hate and what is love
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They are the same
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So is everything
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And find the peace
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That<EFBFBD>s underneath
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Tangled with chaos
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And all the grief we feel
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When we live our lives
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Outside of life
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The slumber that is my bride
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Because our thoughts intertwined
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Is not what you think is right
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What is life?
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What is life
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If you don<6F>t even try
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But trying brings nothing in time
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All along on the ride
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Will you learn or be blind
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Both may rip you away from divine
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Crawling through life
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You may never find what is yours
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If you close up or take it all in
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Who can ever win
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Cut your losses and grin
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And live while there<72>s life to live
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Carve your path
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Leave life intact
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I want to be blind
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But those reasons are mine
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I don<6F>t want to see outside
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And lose the light that resides
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In the words we often hide
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Cause we have to prove
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And have pride
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And strive to be alive
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Atop all others
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Is when
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We fall into death again
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Strangers you are my friends
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We just haven<65>t talked yet
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We just cancelled debts
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That we all know we owe
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Our mother said so
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They gave us life
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But not our free will
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Something alive
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That never stays still
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And who says you<6F>re here forever?
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Chasing the youth
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We<EFBFBD>re born to lose
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This "god" is in you
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And what<61>s evil is too
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Chasing the laughter that fades
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When what<61>s inside you stays
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Till you fall away
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What will you think when you lay
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Seconds away from change
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And relearn what you<6F>ve been played
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And interpret in your own way
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Why you<6F>re here
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What you<6F>ll leave
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For those to receive
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Will you have nothing to give but
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A house full of junk
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You didn<64>t even need
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But you worked
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But not merely feed
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But to feed your greed
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And left a monumental funeral plot
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A testament to how you bought
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Everything that mattered to you
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To show others what you could do
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With those paper devils
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That became all of you
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Working for the sake of working
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Making money so you can spend
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Then make it all over again
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Everything that seems flawed
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But the beauty gets lost
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Don<EFBFBD>t love
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Assume that you have won
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Consume
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Be near to
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But don<6F>t be close
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Inhale like a ghost
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Anything beyond your nose
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Is something you<6F>ll never know
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No
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No
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Let it glow
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The snakes chasing it<69>s tail
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And he<68>s swallowed it whole
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break the cycle
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and save your tale
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others might tell
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pass it on down
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procreation well it<69>s a step on the ladder...
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like the sex
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or the baby
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look what you<6F>re doing it for
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is it so you can tell them when they see
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they cannot change the world
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and you see yourself in them...
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or you see what you lost sight of
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your child
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your beacon of love to the world
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not just another
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who<EFBFBD>ll live in this hole
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nurture them
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let them cut away
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that is the path they will take
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if your life turns out to be fake
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and the see through the cracks
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in all things
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Do you
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Don<EFBFBD>t you
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Reel in the coil
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How is your filter?
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Has it been soiled
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You<EFBFBD>ve been spoiled
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But not right rotten
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You write down
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"stop it"
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but it<69>s always the same topic
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do be/don<6F>t be
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too myopic
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is there
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too broad
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when it<69>s all connected
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There<EFBFBD>s light in generations
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That can<61>t be stomped out
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Because it<69>s passed on to people who know
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When into place falls
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All we<77>ve fallen from
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Bring truth to your days
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And thought to all the deeds
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And angry optimism
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Paves the path to inner needs
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That are shared in all these souls
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Of people ready to go
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But stay while they can
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So others can know
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Anything that is worth anything
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But what do we really need
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That hasn<73>t been had
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I am so glad
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That I<>m being had
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In this world that<61>s a sham
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Ride on wave while you can
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This reality
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Failing project as such
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I only don<6F>t care
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Because I care too much
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They say remain industrious
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As the days solidify and fluster us
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Who remains oblivious?
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The ones who shut themselves up
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No words in their shell without doors
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Eyes aren<65>t even for feeling anymore
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Just something we cast to the floor
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When we<77>re ashamed.
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Their lives without trust
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There<EFBFBD>s a cure for your sickness
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It<EFBFBD>s shutting up
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And giving in
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When generations before you
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Tell you what you should do
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Do they have more answers then you
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It<EFBFBD>s hard to admit
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But they fell away too
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Losing their youth
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It<EFBFBD>s not about greys
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It<EFBFBD>s about turning life
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Into black and white
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Look into eyes
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When they pass you by
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They<EFBFBD>re calling out
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But who is home
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Inside your brain
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You just look away
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You don<6F>t want to admit pain
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You can sugar coat it again
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Instead of bringing sweetness and comfort
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To say you<6F>re not alone
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And this is growing up
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Some never do
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They really get stuck
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In what society says is the path to good life
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Educate, impregnate, purchase and die
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And teach your children well
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That they need to keep buying
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So all will be well
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There<EFBFBD>ll be jobs for all
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But no real sustenance
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Just pennies saved to be re-spent
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And feed the economy
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And help turn out sludge
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In the form of waste
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In the form of hate
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Of words that fall from our mouths,
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As toxic as the space
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On which we run this race
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Nature knows its place
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And has found ways
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How?
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I can<61>t say
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How she survives
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The passing of time
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And pours through the cracks
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Of our concrete gold mine-
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We all want to say what we know
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You<EFBFBD>re growing up tall
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But what has life shown
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You and all your dreams
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Sewing the seams
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To let others be
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This is what all music brings
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Rhetoric
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To cleanse and then-
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How can you trust them
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Is you can<61>t trust yourself
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The circular cycles
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That never find rest
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Go and be
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What you are best
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Yourself
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It<EFBFBD>s underneath what you<6F>ve been taught
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They just want to show you<6F>re there all along
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Unless of course, they strung you along
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To help you sing
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Their very own song
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But it<69>s in you
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Because you<6F>re a man
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Just find it while you can
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Slap the hand
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Hold the hand
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Whatever you think is real
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May not be but there are no deals
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To be made afterwards
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After all
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Unless of course there is
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But there<72>s heaven on earth if you live
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Death is your final way out
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Of struggle and all the doubt
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But live for the beauty and feed
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>From the knowledge that gave us our greed
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You want to breed
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You feel you should plant your seed
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Plant your life on the life of another
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Plan your life for mistakes and error
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And throw away the plans
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You land where you land
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When you fall away from the hand
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And raise your fist and start again
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Don<EFBFBD>t be sorry for change
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If you want to be living
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Things can<61>t stay the same
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Because they never do
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But they always do
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I would not say it if it wasn<73>t true
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But words are just what we<77>ve been taught
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Do you see cycles that rot
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But rot brings life
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When on carcasses and ignorance
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You find life
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Welcome the sickness in you
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And do what you have to do
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And live without regret
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Expand you mind
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All will be fine
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In it<69>s inability to be fine
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You find what you find
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It<EFBFBD>s not yours
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Share yourself
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use your will
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See others wills
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Break down your walls
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We tumble and fall
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Because winter in our souls
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Makes us realize the light
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We all want our way
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So that makes us fight
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Never find peace while we might
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And if we didn<64>t crack
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How could we put together
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The pieces of our lives
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Forever whatever
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Live within your means
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See your mean...and your dreams
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Elevate yourself
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And get put down -
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Living in the stars
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With your feet on the ground
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All I ask is what was found
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When you looked inside yourself
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If you felt you could drown
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Because you ignored it
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And thought all was sound
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While In the salty seas
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That are you and me
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Vessels that give in
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And take out
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What we<77>re capable of
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The animals shoved off the shore
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That<EFBFBD>s for sure
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They knew what we were in for
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When the floods came
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There<EFBFBD>s a lesson within
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Do you sink or swim
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Will you fall from your own self again
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You<EFBFBD>re thrashing in the sea
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When you don<6F>t see
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And if you go under
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You<EFBFBD>ll see our mother
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Is angry at father time
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Because we<77>ve been here on relatively finite line
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And millions of years of light
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We<EFBFBD>ve cancelled because we<77>re in the right
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Insects carry on life
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We<EFBFBD>re so much bigger
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But useless in the chain of life
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We take and we take and we
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Give only if we<77>ll receive
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And mosquitoes
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They make us bleed
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And the mosquitoes feed
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The forests
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That were once full of trees
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As nature tries to breathe
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Life into all we<77>ve killed
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The animal scat brings logic in fact
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They ate what they needed
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Gave a little back
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To start the cycle again
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We take it in
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Maybe get fat
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Flush away nutrients
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And we can<61>t get them back
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And we don<6F>t care
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We used our free will
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To kill
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And expanding your mass
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But in life so temporary
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What really lasts
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Except our notions and thoughts
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Processes and faults
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Trials and doubts
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Beauty without
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Remorse for what others will think
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Nuclear war
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Is the rapture for sure
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As men fight for power
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At the cost of what<61>s pure
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It<EFBFBD>s happened in history before
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To make the empires crumble
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And bring the people back to the land
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Cause people forgot they were only a man
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Amongst other men
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All are great
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Try the upperhand
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And seal our fate
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What makes you want to be great
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Or greater than the great I should say
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Those who say what they say
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And don<6F>t try to throw it all away
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The tower of babel
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Is another tale
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of man<61>s need
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to be in the sky
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When all the air is in his mind
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Build it up
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And rub it out
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We<EFBFBD>re high in the sky
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With our temples of stone
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Pillars for profit
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Smokestacks that smother
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And I wish I could speak the tongues of others
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Just to know what they think of our purpose
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We were made for tribal existence
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Like animals
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Like packs of wolves
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Travelling around
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And having just what we need
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Life
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We think it<69>s defined by what we can
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Hold
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We get sucked into mark downs
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But we<77>ve been sold
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Whoever denied that life wasn<73>t all frowns
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A smile is just a frown upside down
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Upset the cycles
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And turn it around
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I heard what goes around comes around
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What do you perpetuate?
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How you feel others are wrong?
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What is your song?
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You know the words
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But can we hum along
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Cause at the root of it all
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We know the tune
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But we add our own beats to create something new
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To bring our own point of view
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I how do we change the world
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When we only care about ourselves
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Absorbed by the suction
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Admit it
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Spit it all out
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Taste life again
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Your mouth
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Admit you worry for others because how you would feel
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If something happened
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Then you are real
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Admit things that show your place
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See your ugliness
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Before you find grace
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All is the same
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Maybe we<77>re just buying
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Into something that<61>s new
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In it<69>s antiquity
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Just be re-spewn
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If it didn<64>t matter
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Words would not have fit
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So easily together
|
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When will we all be
|
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A separate piece of one another
|
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You are my brothers but you live your own life
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I can<61>t control you
|
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I can if you can<61>t control yourself
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That is the danger of not being sound
|
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Others around
|
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Will try to pound
|
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Themselves into you
|
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The contradictions contained
|
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In the world we<77>ve barely sustained
|
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I could fight for this all day
|
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I see this in the insane
|
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The "sane" have become the lame
|
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They are the meek who<68>ll inherit the earth
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They<EFBFBD>ll be left with their buildings
|
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And jerks
|
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And without all the small people
|
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Who kept the earth running
|
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Farming the land
|
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You<EFBFBD>ll have your paper trails
|
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And your profits for what
|
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|
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A life with no purpose
|
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Or is it<69>s purpose to stop
|
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|
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This bullshit that is
|
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|
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Having people work in mines
|
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To be given the shaft by all those fine
|
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|
|
Uppercrust people who are sad
|
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|
|
And sick
|
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|
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And it<69>s a not even a sickness worth revelling in
|
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|
|
Keep raping the earth to run all your cars
|
|||
|
|
As you travel on four wheels to nowhere that<61>s far
|
|||
|
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Know where you<6F>ll be it<69>s not far
|
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|
|
Crawling on all fours
|
|||
|
|
Begging the forgiveness of this earth you have ruined
|
|||
|
|
You are so arrogant you have assumed
|
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|
|
There is no life outside of you
|
|||
|
|
Are there other planets so capable of our productivity
|
|||
|
|
Possibly just incapable of such stupidity
|
|||
|
|
I only say it to see if you<6F>ll look within
|
|||
|
|
When did life lose it<69>s resonance
|
|||
|
|
When will you lose and take hold of the innocence
|
|||
|
|
Sink or swim?
|